Short Teetering Poems

Underbelly pink
Sun teetering on the brink
Seagulls flying home...

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Teetering atop
The jagged edge of A cliff
My spirit takes flight....

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Teetering mountain goats
balance precariously on 
narrow ledges of loose shale......

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Brimming 
My excitement 
Teetering on suspense 
Of the coming of other words
Adored...

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I am trailing,
Teetering timidly
In your footsteps
That prove too big 
For me to ever fill....

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Standing at the brink of our new world
I gaze into the majestic landscape.
I see a novel synthetic fraternity
Shining lights of discovery – 
Teetering on the edge
Of a blazing dystopian inferno....

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All the neurons that misfired,
all the synapses blocked and mired,
all the random thoughts and fears,
all the head-bumps through the years,
all of us, of humanity,
are just a nudge from insanity....

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Joy is not simply a fixture in our lives. 

Or some coincidence. 

The joy we cultivate.

Is part of a process. 

It is ok to indulge. 

It is ok to be captivated. 

In this joy that is teetering....

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Skinny kids
Wrinkled clothes
Crooked windows
Non-symmetrical
Snowman slightly off center
The “Olds”
Wrinkled fenders
A round-headed driver
A teetering toboggan
Hanging from its roof

The artists
Sipping hot cocoa
...

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there are foals in the paddock

long teetering legs wobble and scamper

I want to keep seeing them

even when they are no longer here

we will make golden shadows together

where the sun runs the fence...

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Teetering… 

on that prolific edge of mediocrity 

Groping… 

like some street-ravaged whore in the darkness 

Clinging… 

to that abstract formality of “us” 

Drowning… 

as you lie, complacent, in your nothingness...

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I have seen people just about starting,
There’re others at the end of the rope
crisis ridden and with anguish smarting
and latched onto a diminishing hope
With sorrow no longer able to cope.


~Janice Canerdy contest....

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Spider Web Tears


My tears to a spider web cling

Captured sorrow
teetering on woven thoughts
and anguished pleas

Freely in the wind and sunlight glare

Until falling,
finding the earth barren and parched,
absorbed until they mean 

nothing...

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The journey of perilous seas-
a vessel so grand-
plunging into the darkest abyss-
eagerly searching as the house upon a rock-

Steering true through mutinies,
teetering on the brink of tipping!

Rallying, never to waver again!

Yet another voyage just dawning-forevermore!...

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There are foals in the paddock.  
Long teetering legs, wobble, and bounce,
They explore my fence-leaning figure,
dash way.
Foals and their gamboling steps
are in my life again.
Later,
we will race the sun along this white fence
making golden shadows together....

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On the brink of a

moment, teetering

before I fall. Taking

in the still view, the

peaceful breaths from

the mountain peak. I

tweak my feathers and

take the plunge, no longer

held back having let go

of my grudge. Its a free-fall

with a breath filled with love...

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on the brink
of insanity
peering over 
the edge
slipping off
this ledge
of uncertainty
terror and dread
adrift in a sea
of anxiety
losing parts of me
no eyes to see
who will i be
unable to know
if i can ever be free
there's never stability
after teetering
on the brink
of insanity...

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There are foals in the paddock.  
Long teetering legs wobble and bounce,
I love to watch the foals into my life again,
let them nourish my old eyes
with their baby steps.
Soon they will be capering unattended.
We will make golden shadows together
where the sun runs the fence....

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The world around me
   Cracking
     Eroding
      Falling away

All that remains are fragments
   Hopes
    Dreams
     Of what used to be

Walking on tip ties
  Balancing
    Teetering
      Barely hanging on

Feeling the need to let go
  Release
    Freedom
     To finally feel whole...

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I stand on this ledge… Teetering back and forth on the edge…
I weave precariously, slipping on my tears…
I look to the heavens as I swallow my fears…
A warm breeze gently caresses my face… 
There is no more time, and there is no space…
I stand with my arms over my head…
I am not alive, nor am I dead…...

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The Word Teeter Totter
He used the word teeter totter.
It surprised me, because I never hear it any more.
I said, “Where did you learn that word?”
He did not know which one I meant.
I said, “How do you know about a teeter totter?”
He said, “I was born on a teeter totter.”
An interesting visual for sure....

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Visions haunt my mind
 images where dreams are fed
in wild wonderous imagings
 the teetering on the edge of my dreams;
there in the setting light of the sun
 lay the plans futures become
shadows dancing in my dreams
 promising a change to this mortal scene
and in the mysty haze
 don't tell me to act my age....

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Through the edging of the night
he was there 
steadfast and strong
teetering at the tip of her thought
a yearning to be
allowed 
to become undone
through the hallowed 
the wanting
the waning
until the rise of a new lit sun
for night was her day
and he held her young
through it all
ancient echoes still sung...

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Old pelican
Perched atop
A railing at the end
Of Sunny Isles pier

His wings spread
His body teetering
In a salty breeze
As if in mid-flight

Stationary
But with all the motion
Of the universe
Rushing about him

Like a propeller
Whirling
And steering
In the currents of the sea

Yet absent a ship to thrust....

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Fear surrounds me; in his devious fog of doubt
His fickleness pretends to be my friend
Promising to protect me from a perilous end
Diminishing my courage into splintered heaps
I battle constantly; teetering on uncertainty
Piercing my vulnerability; Paralyzing my mobility
Stalking me on my primrose path
Tiled in miles of fool’s gold...

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